My sister, Carol, was in charge of planning a funeral meal this week. I think she put together a lovely meal. Several different people were bringing different things, and put together it sounded like a great meal. I told her I would be happy to make some bars for dessert. This morning I was packing them up, and Adam asked what they were for. I explained about the meal. He said, "oh, was that one of his favorites?" I said, "I don't know what his favorites were, but this is what they are having for the meal." Adam replied, "If your having a funeral meal for someone, shouldn't it be the persons favorite foods so you can remember them better?"
Well, I had never thought of it like that. It sure makes sense to me!
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